Adrian’s nose twitched, confused at the odorous disinfectants that invaded his senses. This did not smell like his bedroom. Though he knew he was laying down, this did not feel like his bed. It was far too firm and the scratchy sheets unwelcoming.
Fuck, did I make the mistake of sleeping over at some chick’s place? f**k, why can’t I wake up. How much liquor did I drink last night? f**k, please tell me I used a condom!
With heavy eyelids struggling to lift, Adrian grunted as his mind slowly roused. The muted light in the room was easy on his eyes when they finally fully opened and flicked around, taking in his surroundings. He knew this room; knew this space. Although he had prided himself on having never had to occupy one of these beds before, yet now here he was!
Oh s**t! I’m in the in
